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Chapter 211 The Holy Lance Shines
Chapter 211 The Holy Lance Shines
Quinn struggled to his feet, his wounds bleeding and his bones cracking, but he still managed to stand up.
"I'm just fighting with every means at my disposal!"
"Poison, fire, virus, collision —"
"These are my strengths!"
"My Devil Fruit, my science, my mind—"
"These are all my weapons!"
"I don't need any chivalry!"
"I don't need any honors!"
All I need to do is win!
"As long as I win, I'm right!"
"As long as I win, I am righteous!"
His voice grew louder, more frantic, and more hysterical.
"Who do you think you are?!"
"The King of Knights?"
"The King of Britain?"
"You're just a callow little girl!"
"You have no idea how cruel this world is!"
"In this world, only the winners have the right to speak!"
"Only the winners have the right to define justice!"
"Only winners deserve to live!"
Quinn opened his mouth and let out a deafening roar.
"Therefore, I must win!"
"I must win!"
His body swelled up again, but this time, it began to break down.
The skin split open, blood gushed out, and bones shattered.
His body couldn't withstand this level of strain and had begun to break down.
But he doesn't care.
He is a scientist who can modify all physical problems and make them perfect.
He was consumed by anger.
Artoria looked at him, her eyes as calm as a still lake.
But there was something more in her eyes.
It is tragic.
It is a tragedy for this man.
"You're right, this world is cruel."
Her voice was very soft, so soft it sounded like a sigh.
"You're right, only the winners have the right to speak."
She paused.
"But you're wrong about one thing."
"The winner is not necessarily the righteous one."
"Justice is not the privilege of the winner."
"Justice is won by those who are willing to sacrifice their lives for others."
She raised her sword, and the wind flowed along its blade, producing a sharp whistling sound.
"And you, you have never sacrificed for anyone."
"You are only fighting for yourself."
"You only live for yourself."
"You are not worthy to be called a warrior."
"You don't deserve to be called a strong person."
"You're just a coward."
"A coward disguised as a strongman."
Quinn's eyes widened suddenly, his left eye filled with anger and madness.
"Shut up!"
He roared and lunged forward, crashing into Artoria.
Artoria looked at him, her eyes as calm as a still lake.
Then, she made a decision.
A decision she had never made before.
"Originally, I didn't want to use the high power of this gun, but a guy who controls the country and its people with poison gas and poses a threat to humanity deserves my use of its power."
Artoria's voice was very soft, so soft that it sounded like she was talking to herself.
"Because this gun is not meant to be used against humans."
"This gun is the tower at the very end of the surface and the core of the planet Vessel, the World Tree of the Vessel World!"
"It's meant to save my Britain."
"It is meant to protect my people."
Artoria paused.
"But today, I'm making an exception."
She released the sword from her hand, and the sword disappeared into the wind.
Then, she raised her right hand.
A gun appeared on his right hand.
The gun was very long, at least two meters long, and taller than her body.
The gun barrel is silver-white, engraved with ancient patterns, and golden light flows through the gaps in the patterns.
The spearhead was spiral-shaped, like a giant drill bit. Wind and lightning seemed to be wrapped around the spearhead, spinning around it and emitting a sharp whistling sound.
This is "Lengonimiard".
This is what people often refer to as the Holy Lance!
The Holy Lance of Britain, another weapon of the King of Knights.
Unlike the holy sword "Excalibur", the holy spear "Rungonimid" is not a weapon to "save the world", but an anchor point.
Its power is no stronger than that of the Holy Sword, or rather, it is much weaker in its normal state.
Its limitations are also greater than those of the Holy Sword.
However, the power of the Holy Lance should not be underestimated, because it is so powerful that its complete release could destroy the surface world.
Therefore, thirteen restraints were placed on its body.
Each constraint requires specific conditions to be met before it can be lifted.
Only when all thirteen restraints are released can the Holy Lance unleash its true power.
But today, Artoria made an exception.
She raised the holy lance, and the lance began to glow.
Each ray of light that appears represents a restraint that has been broken free from its seal.
Each constraint represents a condition.
She closed her eyes, gently parted her lips, and began to recite.
"The Holy Lance, Rungonimid!"
Artoria's voice was very soft, as soft as if she were praying.
But her voice carried a sacred power that silenced the entire battlefield.
The wind stopped.
The fire went out.
The sound disappeared.
Time seemed to stand still.
Only her voice echoed in the air.
"Thirteen Restraints Liberated"
Her voice was very soft, as if she were speaking to the Holy Lance.
"The roundtable meeting hereby makes this decision."
She opened her eyes, and golden light shone in her bright, piercing eyes.
"First Restraint One"
She raised her right hand, and a beam of light shone from the Holy Lance, as dazzling as the sun.
"This is a one-on-one battle!"
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"I admit it."
"Second Restraint I"
"We must not go against humanity!"
"--admit."
"The Third Restraint—"
"We must fight for the truth!"
"--admit."
"The Fourth Restraint"
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"Do not fight against the elves!"
"--admit."
"The Fifth Restraint—"
"This battle must be fought against evil!"
"--admit."
"Sixth Restraint"
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"This battle must not be fought for personal gain!"
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-admit."
"Seventh Restraint—"
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"This battle is for honor!"
"
"I admit it."
In an instant, golden beams of light shot into the sky, converging into a massive pillar that illuminated the entire battlefield, the entire island, and the entire sea.
Within the pillar of light, the form of the Holy Lance began to change.
The patterns on the gun began to glow, the light growing brighter, stronger, and hotter.
The wind at the tip of the gun began to spin, growing faster, faster, and more violent.
The gun handle began to resonate, emitting a deep sound, like an ancient war song.
Artoria raised the Holy Lance, its tip aimed at Quinn.
Her eyes shone with a golden light.
Her face was expressionless.
But there was a sacred power in her voice.
"Lengonimiard".
Her voice was very soft, so soft it sounded like a sigh.
"Thirteen Restraints Liberated"
"Holy Lance, pull anchor."
As soon as he finished speaking, the light on the Holy Lance suddenly burst forth, like a sun exploding on the battlefield.
Amidst the light, a massive beam of light shot out from the tip of the spear, hurtling towards Quinn.
Wherever the beam of light passed, everything was swallowed up: the ground was evaporated, the air was ionized, and space was torn apart.
The beam of light was moving at an astonishing speed, so fast that Quinn had no time to react.
The power of the beam of light was terrifying, so powerful that Quinn's defenses were completely ineffective.
The beam of light struck his body.
There was no explosion.
There was no loud noise.
There was no shockwave.
Only light.
Pure light.
Holy light.
The light of destruction.
The beam of light pierced through Quinn's body, exited from his back, shot into the sky, and disappeared into the depths of space.
Quinn's body began to dissipate in the light.
It's not burning, not melting, not decomposing.
It dissipates.
They vanished from this world as if they had never existed.
His skin disappeared.
His muscles disappeared.
His bones have vanished.
His internal organs dissipated.
His consciousness faded away.
Only his eyes remain.
His left eye reflected Artoria's image.
The girl who wore silver-white armor, held a holy lance, and stood in the light.
A smile spread across his face.
"I see----"
His voice was very soft, so soft it sounded like a sigh.
"In this world, there is something that I cannot defeat—but science has no end."
His eyes closed.
His body completely dissipated.
Artoria sheathed the Holy Lance, which vanished into light in her hand.
In the sky, only the large hole pierced by the beam of light was slowly healing.
The battlefield was silent.
There was only the sound of the wind blowing across the ground, and the sound of the waves crashing against the shore.
Artoria stood there, looking at the spot where Quinn had disappeared, her eyes as calm as a still lake.
"Originally, I didn't want to use this gun."
"Because this gun is for saving the world, not for killing."
"But today, I'm making an exception."
She paused.
"Because you are too dangerous."
"Your poison, your fire, your virus—"
"Each of them can kill countless innocent people."
"Each of these things can destroy countless innocent families."
"I cannot let you live."
"We cannot allow your evil to continue to spread."
"Don't let your madness continue to hurt others."
Artoria stood still, the light of the Holy Lance slowly dissipating in her hand. The silver-white shaft transformed into starlight, merging into the morning breeze.
She looked down at the spot where Quinn had disappeared, where only a charred mark and a few ashes remained on the ground after being evaporated by the beam of light.
"Science has no end."
She whispered Quinn’s last words.
"Perhaps. But if the limits of science are used for destruction, for enslavement, for creating suffering—"
She paused.
"Then such science is worse than no science at all."
She turned around, her silver-white armor reflecting a soft halo in the morning light.
Her hair swayed gently in the breeze, a few strands catching the dust of the battlefield, yet it did nothing to diminish the holy aura surrounding her.
Artoria's gaze swept across the battlefield and looked into the distance.
There, there are even more powerful enemies.
There, there are companions who need her protection.
She gripped the sword in her hand tightly, and the holy sword "Excalibur" was once again enveloped by the Wind King's Barrier. Transparent wind blades flowed across the blade, emitting a deep hum.
"Let's go."
She strode towards the battlefield between Bai Yu and Kaido.
After walking a few steps, she suddenly stopped and looked back at the scorched earth.
"Quinn, your science is indeed impressive. Your viruses, your poison gas, your modifications—each one is enough to drive ordinary people to despair."
Her voice was very soft, so soft that it sounded like she was speaking to someone who no longer existed.
"But your science is missing something."
"A heart dedicated to protection."
"When you use science to hurt others, science becomes a curse."
"But science is truly powerful when you use it to protect others."
She turned her head and continued walking forward.
"May you understand this principle in your next life."
Rewind slightly to the time when Artoria and Quinn were fighting, on the other side of the battlefield.
Retsu Unohana stood beside Jack, looking down at the huge figure lying in a pool of blood.
Jack's body was no longer human. It was covered in wounds, blood, and broken bones.
Blood was still seeping from the hole in his chest where Unohana had pierced him, but his heart continued to beat stubbornly.
"Drought" Jack.
A monster with a bounty of one billion Berries.
His will certainly deserves the bounty.
Unohana Retsu's lips curved into a smile, a smile that contained not mockery, but only a hint of appreciation.
"You're still alive because I told you I wouldn't let you die."
"Just lie there and wait for this war to end. Your fate is in the hands of heaven."
She turned around and walked towards the center of the battlefield.
The Zanpakuto at her waist swayed gently with her steps, its ancient patterns shimmering with a dark red light in the morning glow.
Unohana Retsu's face still bore that gentle smile.
But a glimmer of hope finally appeared in those eyes.
"That man named Jin—I heard he's from the Lunaria race?"
She spoke to herself very softly, as if she were talking to herself.
"A legendary race, capable of surviving in any environment—"
"I wonder how good his swordsmanship is."
A smile curved her lips.
"I hope you won't let me down."
She quickened her pace and headed towards the center of the battlefield.
The center of the battlefield.
Kaido and Shiraha faced off.
Kaido stood there, his enormous body like a mountain, pressing down on everything around him.
His body was covered in scales, and he had two curved horns on his head. He held a wine jug in the corner of his mouth, and the wine dripped from his mouth onto the ground, making a "hissing" sound.
He held a huge spiked club in his hand—the "Eight Precepts".
The rod was covered with sharp spikes, each one sharp enough to tear through steel.
He exuded a terrifying aura.
That's Kaido, the "King of Beasts".
The world's strongest creature.
A monster with a bounty of 4.611 billion Berries.
The two men faced off, neither making the first move.
A suffocating sense of oppression hung in the air, like the calm before a storm.
At this moment, Retsu Unohana arrived at the battlefield and her eyes met those of a man named Jin.
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